18/F    Happiness is when i'm alone with my own thoughts

I cry, laugh, and bleed the frustration of every circumstance I represent through the soul of my words. You too, right? Funny we'd both end …

Los Angeles    get stoned, cry, and try to say what I feel and visualize, so that I don't take it out on myself.

Chicago, Il    Renaistre

India    Poetry is the only way I can speak my mind.

"She is because I was." Just a creative outlet...

22/F/Port Harcourt    A young poet... Motivational speaker... Beauty with brains